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Music: The last days of the Dreaming (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R42nlCEllzo)

Adam: They are coming to breach the walls, my Lady. It was a pleasure serving with you. I only wish I had another life to give to our cause.

Eve: Adam... Why did you stay? I know it feels hopeless, but... Isn't it worth trying to stay alive? Maybe the Oppression would spare you, if... Oh. I see. Your silence and your eyes tell me everything. I understand.

Eve: Adam... Thank you. I accept your choice. You always had a kind smile for me. I liked the way your nose wrinked up when you laughed. Thank you for all the moments. Today we will fight and die together. Yes, I love you too. Our death will be sweet, because we died as one. Let's sing, to give us courage.

Adam and Eve, together: (singing) The dreams are my shield. The dreams are my sword. By my dreaming I fight. By my dreaming I die. When I close my eyes, I find strength. When I close my eyes, I have no fear. Every blow I take will be repaid thousandfold. Every blow I give will cause ten thousand wounds. No matter how broken. No matter how shattered. My dreams will carry me. Home.

Beatrice: (singing) The dreams are my shield. The dreams are my sword. By my dreaming I fight. By my dreaming I die. When I close my eyes, I find strength. When I close my eyes, I have no fear.

Dante: (singing) Every blow I take will be repaid thousandfold. Every blow I give will cause ten thousand wounds. No matter how broken. No matter how shattered. My dreams will carry me. Home.

Music: The brazen thieves step up to the task (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q701r7AjdXI)

Slicer: Oh, fuck it all to the seven shits and back. First we trip the alarms, then we get chased by the castle guards for a spell, and now the Oppression shows up two days earlier than scheduled.

Slicer: Why is stealing the Dreaming's crown jewels so hard? Honestly, I should have been a mushroom farmer or a sailor. Something peaceful, you know? But nooooo, my parents thought that a thief is a perfect career. Sheesh. Fuck you and your family traditions! If I make it out this shithole alive, I'm going to become a fucking priest, I swear.

Slicer: Are you gonna just stand there while the Oppression takes the whole fucking place to bits, or maybe you could compose yourself enough to stop pissing your pants for just a moment and try doing something constructive, such as running?

Dancer: Slicer, I can't do this anymore. I can't do this anymore.

Slicer: At least for all their will to be slaughtered, the Dreaming has their songs of power than keep them calm. Sheesh. How old are you, Dancer? Act the part!

Dancer: I can't... I can't... I'm sorry...

Slicer: Suit yourself. Myself? I'd like to stay alive.

Dancer: I... I... I... I'm so sorry.

Slicer: I'm patience is out. Move. Now. C'mon. Your dreaming is your shield, right Dancer? Fuck, what are the lyrics...